in the crowdthe crowd spreads outtakes out its glasses?? pulls out arrows ??

the fires in fullthey form a netthey drain their cupsand wait expectantly for their hero to blow up

chorusshe pointed at the black cloud in the skysaid that's what happens when you're leaning to flyshe said those wings are just a disguiseand you cannot make me cryshe pointed at the black cloud in the skyyeah that's what happens

was it worth the wait?is that the wall where you marked off the date?

wood, the wingsmade of waxmade of waterhe was too dumb to accept the offerhe was too smart

step on in to the leatherfire it uppull out the feathers, one by oneas he got closer to the sun

chorus

she pointed at the black cloud in the skyshe said with you it is no usewhy do you try?